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dollwrites · 6 months

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𝗰𝗼𝗻𝘁𝗲𝗻𝘁 𝘄𝗮𝗿𝗻𝗶𝗻𝗴𝘀 ∣ smut ( minors dni ), fem!inspector!reader, age gap ( masaoka is in his 50s & reader is in her 20s ), oral sex ( r!receiving ), teasing, masaoka’s dirty mouth, metal hand hehe, all characters featured are aged 18+

𝗶𝗺𝗽𝗼𝗿𝘁𝗮𝗻𝘁 ∣ please reblog && leave feedback. not proofread so there’s probably mistakes. thanks for reading < 3

𝗸𝗶𝗻𝗸𝘁𝗼𝗯𝗲𝗿 𝟮𝟬𝟮𝟯 ∣ day twenty-five [ tomomi masaoka + cunnilingus ]

“Slow down, Masaoka.” your plea fell on deaf ears as his oral assault continued, devious mouth attached to your breast, pearly fangs grazing the sensitive bud. a bubble of pleasure in the form of a whimper passed your tiers as delicate digits found silky locks, and tangled themselves in the midst of his mane. he’d wasted no time in shoving your top up to your chin to expose your perky swells, vulnerable and his for the taking. “J-Jesus—“

“Slow down?” he repeated the notion in the form of a playful scoff, as if the suggestion itself were ridiculous. “Babydoll, I think it’s real cute that you assume I’ve got that much self control. You just look so damn delicious, and I’m so hungry.” you gripped the table tighter at his words, teeth clenching when cool, metal feelers forced their way into your panties under your skirt and cupped your already dripping heat. Masaoka was well aware of what he did to you, the effect he had on your body at this point, especially on a day like today, his first day back from a mission when you’d been stuck filing reports all day and all you wanted to do was push him into the nearest empty room and ride him until both of you were panting and sore, and then ride him some more. you couldn’t get enough of him, his love was a drug and you were hooked, you wouldn’t kick it even if he let you, which he didn’t seem too keen on doing.

“You’re insatiable,” you shot back in a breathless whisper, brows furrowing as you attempted to push him away. you didn’t want to, of course, you’d rather lean back against the cool wood and enjoy his torturous teething, his filthy mouth and wandering hands, but the setting was all wrong. any minute, someone could walk through the door, and you prayed it wouldn’t be Akane. or worse, Ginoza. there’s no way he’d let either of you forget that he witnessed one of your most intimate moments. moreso, he’d probably never let his father and his newest rookie inspector alone in a room again. “And injured, remember? You should sit back down so I can finish-” your words were cut off by the jolt of icy digits spreading your glistening folds as his metallic thumb speared your swelling, throbbing clit. you choked on them, tilting your head back.

“You’re the only thing I can’t get enough of, sweetness.” was his cheeky response, lidded gaze zeroed in on your features from his position at your breast. you shivered at the delicious sensation of his hum on your skin, sending tingles through seemingly every single nerve ending you had in your body as he teased your core with grueling slowness. “And by how you’re absolutely soaking right now, I’d say you want me just as bad. Am I wrong?” you wanted to tell him yes, that you just wanted to patch him up and that you two could have your own fun in private later, but your mouth betrayed your mind before you could.

“Masaoka, f-fuck, I need you.”

“That’s my good girl,” he was praising you, and in an instant, his metal hand abandoned your sex to wrap a tight grip around the delicate fabric of your drenched panties. one solid yank and they tore free from your frame. the cold air prickling your most sensitive dampness made you hiss.

“Here?” you tried to focus, to look around the room and make sure that you two were still alone, yet all you could see was Masaoka’s very intimidating stature directly before you. he’d always towered over you, and it made you feel two feet tall. sometimes you were embarrassed by it, but Masaoka always assured you that he loved how fun-sized you were. Makes it easier for me to toss ya around like a little ragdoll, he’d said once which had of course turned you into a warm-cheeked shy thing. everything that fell from his lips when it came to you was sinful, and you wouldn’t have it any other way.

“Right here.” Masaoka didn’t wait for you to say more, and was already sliding both powerful hands up under your bottom, boosting you up off the ground. when your feet hovered, you initially expected him to settle your frame in a sitting position on the table like he’d done so many times before, but your eyes grew wide at the realization that you were being lifted higher than that. much higher. the older man raised you up above his head like you weighed absolutely zilch, and you couldn’t stop the squeak of surprise and fear from ripping through your throat as your thighs shook even as he settled them on either shoulder, his head all but disappearing under the fabric of your skirt. “I have you, baby girl. You’re not goin’ anywhere.” you knew he was right; the man could hold you in that position for hours, but you’d never been in such a compromising spot, seated on his shoulders, taller than you’d ever been before, his face nuzzled into your desire for him.

“What if someone comes in...?” you were surprised at the weakness in your own voice; it sounded as small and fragile as you felt in his arms in this moment.

a dark chuckle vibrated against your dripping core as the scrape of his sharp jaw against your velvety skin made you swoon, both of your hands finding his hair once again. “Then, someone is gonna get an eyeful of you riding my face, little missy. Almost as lucky as I am, so they better be grateful.” another shiver down your spine before you felt a very familiar slick muscle prodding your folds, his hands strong and vice-like on your thighs, keeping your body snuggled against his face. your soft whimpers filled the room as his tongue split your heat, licking a thick stripe up your wetness until his lips wrapped around your aching clit and teased by rolling it around between his teeth.

“T-Tomomi...!” yanking on his salt and pepper tendrils, your body rolled against his face as you instinctively directed his head deeper into your core. typically, he was the one in charge, the dominant one in the bedroom, but he’d given you this power of position over him, he’d willingly handed over the role of dominant so you could feel what it was like to be in charge. you had to admit, you didn’t hate it. a hum against your wetness was what you received as a response, either too busy with his face buried in your sex or a muffled response you couldn’t tell, nor did you care. when the dastardly tongue slipped into your waiting hole, you almost lost it. toes already curling at the sensation of it plunging into your depths, you held on to him for dear life as your weak gaze, slitted, watched the vulgar bob of his head as he dipped in and out of you, tongue scraping your walls each time. whenever he pumped deep, his nose bumped and bat your clit around and lips pressed flush against your skin which was only pushing you closer and closer to the edge of orgasm with every contact. you could already feel the heat gathering in your tightening lower abdomen, the muscles in your legs beginning to clench as he edged you closer and closer. the slurping and smacking of his mouth against your center was truly obscene, and paired with the shamelessly loud moans and curses flowing from your mouth with each thrust of the exploring muscle, created a sinful symphony of need.

“I could eat this sweet pussy all goddamn day,” your core quaked at the tone of his gruff voice as he took a quick pause to catch his breath, grinding his face into your folds and making you whine out for him, which only elicits a gleeful chuckle as the rough stubble grazes your skin. “Use your words, baby, do you want me to eat your little cunt for hours and hours? Make ya cum over and over until you’re red in the face and dizzy?”

you nodded, perhaps a little too enthusiastically. “Yes, fuck! Make me cum, mmm, your mouth feels so good!” another chuckle and he was back at it, tonguing you deep and ruthlessly abusing your desperate core as you felt the bubbling in your stomach come to a boiling point. “I-I’m cumming..” you warned, but you didn’t have to. one of the best things about Masaoka is that he could read your body better than you could, and he was already furiously switching gears, tongue drawing figure eights over your clit, nipping with teeth, and then pumping the muscle into your entrance. you were vaguely aware of the dull sound of mechanical whirring in your pre-orgasm state, vision hazy, but you knew that sound as soon as you heard it. the plates in his arm adjusting themselves. it sent shivers down your spine every time because you knew you’d feel it against your skin any moment. and you were so right, thankfully. a loud smack later, and your round cheek jiggled against the palm of the silver hand, coaxing a desperate shriek from your lips. the overwhelming sensations pushed you right over the edge as your thighs tightened around his head, your fragile fists jerked his head around, but he didn’t mind the abuse. you even got the feeling that he enjoyed it by how he growled into your wetness. pleasure exploded through your body, and Masaoka had no intention of stopping, guiding you through the climax to pull you out on the other side, both hands had found their way to your buttocks and groped mercilessly. you were sure you’d have marks tomorrow, but you couldn’t find it in your body to care at all. you cried his name over and over until it became a mantra, screamed at first but now muttered in a breathless, jumbled whisper as the orgasm took your mind from you.

tidal waves of aftershocks began to wash over you, loosening your muscles but causing them to quake from the potency of the climax. you were still spasming as Masaoka removed himself from under your skirt, carrying you in the same position over to the table with a simper on his lips, slick with your juices. you could see the sheen of your arousal all over his face, tracing the age-lines along his countenance— it reminded you of the large gap between you and him, and you felt yourself get wet all over again at the sight, letting out a soft whimper as he laid you on your back, running both hands over the back of your thighs as he pushed your legs towards your torso. “I love to watch you shake for me, sweetness. Never seen a prettier sight than when you’re needy for me.” hovering over you, he placed a butterfly kiss to the tip of your nose, causing you to blush deeper, before his attention turned to your quivering sex once again, oversensitive and still in recovery from cumming.

“Masaoka?” you questioned, your own hands wandering his still clothed torso. from this position, only your fingertips grazed him.

“What’s the matter, baby? I’m going back for more. Just lay back and relax and let me treat your perfect, little pussy. After all, you said it yourself, I’m insatiable.”

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smokingasters · 6 months

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PP Novels Resources (for my fellow deranged fans)

As a deranged PP fan, who was starving for dopamine I discovered some novel sources for the characters we all love! All novels/summary is in Russian (can be easily translated to English through Google Translation of the website. Use a VPN if the sites do not load)

If ya'll love the OG cast (Season 1), this is for you! I'm merely linking to the websites for your reading pleasure. I will try to link the ones that are complete, more under the cut.

*All due thanks to the dedicated translators who keep the fandom going* Psycho-Pass Zero

(Tumblr: Novel Translation *pending but I recommend reading this before the radio drama for plot coherence*) (Live Journal: Radio Drama Translation *complete*)

Content warning: Plastination case + Makishima is enough warning Timeline: Prequel to the Psycho-Pass S1 Kogami and Sasayama's bromance/outlines the gruesome murders in the Specimen case/follows the story of Touma Kozaburo and his obsession with Touko. Baby Kogami is so precious. Mitsuru Sasayama is the man, the legend. *sobs* Masaoka's whiskey persists + Ginoza the worrier.

Psycho-Pass Asylum: About A Girl (Live Journal: Detailed Summary *complete*) (Suggested Supplement: Yayoi/Shion Tidbits from PP Novel + Aoyanagi and Kozuki disaster)

Content warning: brutality against women, !pregnancy, !cultism, !infanticide. I'm not kidding when I mean it's brutal. Timeline: Post S1 with some flashbacks. Yayoi and Shion's relationship is the main focus. They investigate a case where pregnant minors are being sacrificed by a cult. Entirely from Yayoi's perspective, has many details about her past and how she and Shion feel about Division 1. I would encourage you to read this if you want a feminine/female perspective of the PP verse. Underlying themes of creativity, sex, romance, and hope + vital issues with the Sybil System. I added the supplement because it covers a bit more about Yayoi and Shion + explores the canon romantic relationships, I believe it is a good study of how PP handles canon relationships.

Psycho-Pass Asylum: Restaurant de Campagne Kagari Shuusei

(Live Journal: Detailed Summary *complete*)

Content warning: None, really. This one is quite wholesome as PP can be except for Sybil's shenanigans. Timeline: Prequel to S1 (Flashback) Kagari and Div 1 + 2 investigate a series of gastronomic malfunctions in Sybil's food preparation system caused by a criminal called 'Harlequin'. It involves a "natural food" supply company called Gusto and a restaurant owner. The novel explores Kagari's interest in cuisines and the impact of food in the PP world. Kagari's perspective is quite refreshing and light, compared to the complexity in other novels.

Psycho-Pass Asylum: Separation Ginoza Nobuchika (Live Journal: Detailed Summary *complete*)

Content warning: animal!cruelty, child!abuse, dogs. This one is a tearjerker. Timeline: Prequel to S1 + post S1 Inspector Ginoza, Kogami, and Sasayama investigate a case of rehabilitated animals/pets that are increasing the stress levels of Okutama, a remote place in the mountains. These pets were reintroduced and have gone feral. A doctor named Miyake was responsible for the reintroduction. Ginoza's calm yet poetic and wistful perspective is quite grounding. There's a sense of loss through this story, the theme of separation, and dogs being man's best friends. Any puns that made you think of Kogami are valid.

Psycho-Pass Asylum: Mungungwha Choe-Gu-Sung

(Live Journal: Detailed Summary *partial translation*)

Content warning: !torture, !mutilation, !castration, graphic, mentions of NK-orea. It's quite disturbing and angsty. MAJOR tearjerker. Timeline: Pre-S1 + follows the plot of S1. This follows the story of Choe-Gu Sung, Makishma's accomplice, and his entry and activities in Japan. Explores family life with his younger sister Suseon and his friend Guynthae. It covers a major portion of his backstory in N-K and his eventual friendship with Makishima. If you felt nothing for this guy in S1, believe me, you will be sobbing through this one. He deserved a better ending ftw.

That's all. If I find anything else, I'll add it in another post. Enjoy delving into the world of Psycho-Pass in-depth, and don't forget the words said by a certain Enforcer:

When it's all over, you can cry as much as you like.

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